Chapter 4

Did I wait around to actually let him explain?

Let the stranger, who knew my exact choice in cocoa and had a picture of me and him tucked in his wallet that I had no recollection of, explain his actions while we happily sipped on tea?

Well, of course not!

Here's what I did:

I shrieked loudly and threw the wallet away as if the very leather could poison me.

He picked it up, brushed off the dirt and slowly made his way towards me.

My mind, however, refused to register the words that left his cautiously moving lips.

Instead,…